I'd been in Hawaii for ten days and to my disappointment, still not witnessed any hula.
Fair enough, I'd been camping in some pretty remote spots on the Big Island, but once I'd flown over to Oahu and landed in the capital of Honolulu I made it my aim to check out some tropical dance.
A local friend who was in the know, recommended a show that had recently launched in the heart of the city.
So on the eve of the 4th July Independence Day celebrations, I ventured to the Sheraton Princess Kaiulani where the show was being staged.
The hour-long Tales Of The Pacific extravaganza kicked ...

It was only when I was hurtling down an extreme water slide screaming into the Kent country air that it suddenly hit me; this was getting increasingly surreal.
The same morning I'd made a tie dye t-shirt, learned how to butcher a deer and whittled a branch into a crossbow. There was also the moment I spotted a naked woman emerge from the undergrowth as a still life drawing session unfolded on the fringes of a field.
No, I hadn't fallen down a rabbit hole but ventured to the Wildfire Adventure Camp. Pegged as a 'half music festival half adventure camp for adults' this get-together started...

Sipping on a negroni with an olive to hand and the soft sun on my skin, I felt like I could have been in Venice where I'd been just the week before.
It was only when I spotted a red London bus peeping over the top of the manicured garden hedgerow that my Italian mind trip suddenly veered off track.
I'd stopped by at the 5-star Baglioni hotel's recently renovated restaurant, renamed Osteria 60. Nestled in the heart of Kensington, it's just a hop, skip and a jump away from Hyde Park and the Royal Palace - or for the shoppers, Harrods and Harvey Nichols are also within close proximity.
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Just opened two weeks ago, this spot is already pulling in scores of diners. The space, complete with raw concrete ceilings and funky strip lighting, is bright, airy and relaxed. We took a seat around the large central marble-topped bar, where we could watch the chefs rustling up mouth-watering morsels in the open-plan kitchen behind us.

Scrap the Hunter wellies and hot pants, you'll more likely to need a hammer and headlamp at this crazy festival.
Camp Wildfire - a sell-out in 2015 - is back this year, inviting 'only the curious' to participate in a weekend of adventure.
Held at a secret location close to London, the event is based around the ethics of 1950's style summer camp - which also means that no mobile phones are allowed.
Activities on offer include fire lighting lessons, bivouac building classes and good old-fashioned treasure hunts.
For those in need of some rest and recuperation, a spot of nudist aftern...

Escaping the spring chill of London I headed to the mystical land of Morocco for some much-needed rest and recuperation. Sanctuary Slimane, located just 20 minutes from the bustling city of Marrakesh, recently opened it’s doors to offer people a slice of paradise, so I hopped on a three-hour flight from London to check it out.